The carriage slowly drove into the imperial city.

Liang San, who was chattering in the carriage, had a whim, and suddenly asked:

"Childe, you are so soulless, are you reluctant to be in charge of them?"

！！！

Liang Zhixu, who was distracted, suddenly jumped up from the carriage he was sitting in like a spring, glared at Liang San angrily, his white face turned red, and he couldn't tell the indignation:

"What do you say? Who, who can't bear her! ”

Liang Zhixu glared at Liang San fiercely, as if he had said something heinous:

"Nonsense, believe it or not, I'll throw you back to Lingzhou City?"

As soon as Liang San heard that he was going to be sent back to Lingzhou City, he immediately compromised:

"Okay, Childe, I was wrong, don't send me back to Lingzhou City, I want to be with you, Childe!"

Liang Zhixu also found that he was overreacting at this time, and sat down slowly as if nothing had happened, and said seriously: "Then will you talk nonsense in the future?" ”

"No, no, no, I promise, childe, I won't talk nonsense again!"

Liang San pulled his son's sleeve and begged for mercy bitterly, "It's my mistake, I shouldn't feel that I can't bear to be in charge of them, so I think that my son is also as reluctant as me." It's my mistake, Childe, please don't send me back to Lingzhou City! ”

Liang Zhixu, who was swayed by his sleeves, heard what Liang San said, and his face became more and more unnatural.

In order to prevent him from saying that he was reluctant to be in charge of the house like this, he quickly stopped him from continuing, "Okay, shut up now, I may still consider keeping you by my side!" ”

"Thank you, Childe!"

Liang Sanle was happy, remembered something and covered his mouth unconsciously, blinked his eyes and stopped talking.

Although he didn't speak, Liang San's inner activities were very rich-

Lilac was absent on the first day, thinking of her.

The carriage was quiet, Liang Zhixu abandoned distracting thoughts, took out calligraphy and paintings to watch.

But I couldn't concentrate in my mind at this time, and all that echoed in my ears was Liang San's words, "Son, are you reluctant to be in charge of them", and even what I was looking at in front of me was originally a landscape map, but somehow it became the face of the female bully......

With a "snap", Liang Zhixu threw away the Danqing painting scroll in his hand like an electric shock.

"Childe, what's wrong with you, oh, forget I'm going to shut up!" Liang San covered his mouth again.

Liang Zhixu glared at Liang San angrily-

It's all his fault, what is the broken crow's mouth, why did he ask that sentence so that he is now restless, and he can't concentrate on appreciating calligraphy and painting?

Liang San, who was angrily despised by his own son-in-law, is very innocent, I was wrong, son, I won't say a word more!

The carriage stopped in front of an inn, and the coachman had prepared the wooden piers, and respectfully invited the master and servant to get out of the carriage.

"Childe, wait a minute!" Liang San remembered what Lilac had ordered, and he couldn't care about shutting up.

Liang Zhixu, who was about to get out of the car, looked over.

"The second master said that when he left, he could choose one of these scrolls as a souvenir."

Two masters, cloves?

These are the female bully's private collections, and if Lilac says so, it must be her permission!

Liang Zhixu's heart rippled slightly, those calligraphy and paintings, he really liked them.

So, is this the first gift to him?

Liang Zhixu stopped and turned back to the carriage, rummaging through those calligraphy and paintings, and when he touched one of the scrolls with his hand, he put it directly in his arms without opening it.

"Childe, did you choose this volume?"

"Hmm."